EroticReverie

Lacey 

"Mmmm" I hum softly, my breath catching, all morals and thoughts of what my father would say if he found my step mother in my bedroom, with her hand over my panties, rubbing me, fading away. It felt so good, so fucking good, and so wrong.

"You need this, don't you sweetheart?" Nina purrs in my ear as I sit with my back to her chest, me leaning against her, legs spread, her leaning against my head board as her fingers push over my light , baby pink panties, my nipples hard beneath the tight thin material of my almost matching pink tank top. 

I nod, a soft whimpering coming from my mouth as I lay my head back, letting it fall over her shoulder, my breath catching again as her fingers push over my clit through my panties, giving it even more friction.

"Mmm, say thank you mommy" she whispers in my ear, the quiet whisper and velvet sound of her lust filled voice making goosebumps appear over every inch of skin. I moan softy as her fingers keep rubbing me through my panties. This is so wrong, so, so fucking wrong, but I'm selfish, and so wet that I don't tell her to stop. Not that she would listen, because the first dozen times I'd told her no, or told her we shouldn't do this, that we can't do it....she hadn't listened. 

"Th..thank you mommy" I pant softly and a satisfied hum fills my ear as she lightens the pressure of her fingers, stroking down to where my panties are the most damp and pushing her fingers there, making the fabric collect more of the wetness that I should be far more ashamed of. 

"Mmm, that's a good girl Lacey, such a good girl" she purrs and then presses her lips to my neck. My head sliding to my shoulder on the oopsite side, leaning it over, to give her mouth better access. Her other hand stays on my stomach, caressing beneath my breasts, teasing the undersides of them as the side of her thumb and pointer graze them.

Nina has been my step mother for two years, my mother passed when I was much younger, and my father had never taken another wife, until Nina. They'd met when I was fourteen, got married when I was fifteen, and now I was seventeen, almost eighteen. I was close with Nina, she was more a friend than a mother figure. She let my father handle my parenting aspect, and she'd become my friend. And now....the past few months....she'd been more invasive with her talks....her curiousity about my sex life, or lack thereof, had made me nervous at first. And she'd surprised me when she'd started encouraging me to explore my sexuality...telling me most girls my age were sexually active in some way or another...that I should be starting to "blossom" . She shared stories of her own first times, which began much younger than I was now. And that's how I ended up here....with soaked panties and my step mothers hand the reason for it. I wasn't dumb, I knew now what she had been doing these past few months, warming me up to the idea. Telling me how often she experimented with her female friends growing up. Kissing them, going down on each other "just to see how it felt" . Telling me how much better a woman knew another womans pleasure than a man did. And tonight...with my father in his office downstairs....my step mother had come to my room claiming boredom, then quickly veered our conversation towards her new favorite topic. My body, my sexuality. Exploring both. 

"It's no big deal. I'm your step mother..not your actual mother." 

"It's just experimental. It doesnt mean anything."

"Just imagine I'm a cute boy from school...or girl." 

"Just, compromise with me...give me just five minutes...let me show you how good it feels." 

I wasn't a prude. I had raging horomones like any other teenager, but I'd just never gotten to that place with anyone, that I was comfortable baring myself to them , or being vulnerable enough. I'd kissed boys, and that was it. I knew plenty about sex thanks to the internet and my friends, but I just didn't know how it felt. I guess my curiosity, and my horomones were at an all time high tonight, because I let my step mother talk me into becoming her "student". Regardless of her saying it wasn't a big deal, I knew it was. She's my fathers wife for fucks sake. But, I feel helpless now to stop it , now that she's started, and it's been over the five minutes I'd agreed to, but I wasn't stopping her, wasn't announcing that her experimental clock had run out.

I whimper when her fingers drag back up to where my clit lays beneaths my panties. so...good. It was so fucking good. I feel my hips lift of their own will, my back writhing against her and she moans against my neck. 

"Feels good, doesnt it honey?" she asks kissing my neck.

 "Is Mommy making it feel good ?" she whispers and my toes curl and my hips lift again as I chase her touch.

"yes" I answer nearly breathless.

"Our five minutes are up....do you want me to stop...or should I keep rubbing this sweet little pussy?" she asks softly, her breath against my ear.

I shake my head, nearly panting as her fingers stop moving.

"Speak Lacey, do you want me to stop?" she asks. 

"no" I exhale, shaking my head again. "No, don't stop" I breathe and she moans into my ear. 

"You like that then? you like the way I rub your pussy?" she asks with a soft pant against my neck.

"yes" I answer. 

"Say that you like the way I rub your pussy Lacey, tell mommy how good it feels" she moans and gives me more pressure with her fingers and I let out a small cry, my back arching. 

"I..i like the way you rub my pussy" I repeat the words she wants to hear. Anything, anything at all to keep her fingers moving. I was greedy, and needy, and my body was so close , so close to having it's first orgasm that was given by a hand other than my own. 

"And it feels good?" she whispers on my neck. 

"It feels good" I gasp as she pushes her fingers down, over the soaked mess of my panties and back up, pushing her fingers over my pussy and I whimper. 

"How good baby?" she moans and I whimper again.

"so good" I answer.

"Yeah?" she moans in my ear as her fingers move faster.

"yes" I practically hiss as my toes curl and my ass pushes into the bed between her legs. 

"Yeah, that's the spot, isnt baby?" she moans. "That's the fucking spot" she says, her voice growing more excited, as my hips roll and I grind against her fingers. 

""Mmm, that's the fucking spot Lacey...that's it baby...right there..huh?" she moans in my ear and I nearly cry. It felt so damn good, my chest heaving.

"Mmm, you're so fucking beautiful" she whispers, biting my ear and I groan with pleasure, her breath in my ear, her teeth pinching my ear lobe, and her hand beneath my breasts, slips over one, grabbing it and I cry out as her fingers rub me into an orgasm that has my body flooding with pleasure, it's so fucking quick, rushing through me, to every limb, making me twitch, and tremble against her as I climax.

"mmm, that's it, mommy's making your pussy cum isnt she?" she moans in my ear. 

"mmmmm, that's my girl, that's ..my..fucking..girl" she groans and then slows her hand as I cry out, my orgasm gone, and now her hand, the one giving me so much pleasure, was touching me where it was too fucking sensitive, making my hips jump. 

"Mmmm" she moans, cupping my sensitive sex, her hands over my damp panties as her hand on my breast moves to the other. 

"I want to see these......will you show them to me?" she asks.  "I just know...they're going to be such pretty little tits" she moans, and without my response, she curls her fingers around the top of my tank top, and pulls down, exposing my one breast, her head peeking over my shoulder, she hums.

"Oh, look at that...mmmm" she moans, her hand sliding over fabric the other side as I just lean back against her, trying to regulate my breathing as my orgasm fades, my pussy still pulsing on its own like a fucking drum. She exposes the other.

"Can I taste them?" she whispers. "Can mommy taste these pretty little tits?" 

She slides her hands under my breasts, a b cup, little, compared to the triple D ones pressed against my back, a chest blessed by the citys best plastic surgeon. 

"These pretty little nipples....." she whispers, grabbing each between her fingers gently pinching and I whimper, not even understanding how I could still be so wanton and horny, when I'd just cum. God, I'd let my step mother make me cum. 

"I need to taste them Lacey...are you going to let mommy suck these pretty little things, hmm? You going to let me kiss these pretty breasts...and lick your hard little nipples?" she asks, twisting them slightly and I cry out.

"Yes" I answer her and she moans. 

"tell mommy......tell mommy to taste these pretty tits" she whispers, rubbing my nipples, letting her fingers flick them as I hiss.

"taste them....taste them" I pant. 

"say , taste my pretty little tits Mommy" she moans. 

My core aches, dripping into my panties as I pant, her fingers teasing my hard nipples. 

"Taste my pretty little tits Mommy" I breathe, and she moans in my ear and she shifts, and then slips from behind me and lays me on my back, as she kneels between my spread legs and looks down at me. 

"Take this off" she says , grabbing my tank top and I arch my back and then lift my shoudlers and raise my arms as I let her strip the tank top from me. 

"Mmm, aren't you just the prettiest thing I've ever seen" she says, her hands sliding to my sides, up along them, and back down, her hands all over my stomach, my hips, my torso and sides of my waist, touching me with soft fingers and feather light grazes as her eyes go all over my body, from between my soake panties and bare legs, to my naked torso and breasts, to my face. 

"I'm so glad you trust me Lacey....I'm so glad you're letting me make you feel good....you're such a good girl...you deserve to feel good" she says, leaning down and I suck in a breath, her hands sliding over my ribs and beneath my breasts as she kisses right above my navel and then up to my breasts. 

"mmmm" she moans, rubbing her cheek against my breast, then the other cheek against the opposite breast, she shakes her head slightly as she pushes my breasts together. 

"so fucking pretty, such pretty little tits"she moans and then looks up at me as I just watch, unable to even speak, not knowing what to say. It's too late to stop her now. Isn't it? No, you can stop her still, you just don't want to...because you're horny, and your selfish...you should be ashamed of yourself, and so should she... 

"Say ..please mommy..." she moans and my pussy clenches. It shouldnt turn me on as much as it did, to have her tell me to call her mommy. but I suppose where most girls had daddy issues, I had mommy ones. 

"Please mommy" I say softly, my voice shaking. 

"oh honey" she moans, her tongue licking along the inside of my breast and I shiver, my nipples getting even harder somehow, they hurt, they hurt so fucking much. 

"again baby" she moans.

"Please mommy" I tremble with anticipation, my greedy, selfish pussy already in need of more attention, but my nipples needed her mouth, needed something, anything. 

"please mommy" I whimper, unprompted this time and she moans.

"yes baby, oh fuck yes Lacey...c'mon...beg mommy to taste them" she gently bites the inside of my breast and I hiss. 

"Please...please, taste them...please..please mommy!" I cry as her mouth hovers, her tongue licking along her lips as she looks at me, nodding as I beg.

"that's it honey...let me hear how much you need mommys mouth."